Birthday 23

Honestly it was not my best birthday… we were rather unlucky this day.

In the morning we wanted to leave at 7 a.m. because our bus departs at 8. so we thought we had enough time and ya… however, our guide told us it okay when we leave at 7.30 and we can have breakfast 15minutes before. sounds good.. because I loved the breakfast there and we would probably not be able to eat something before 1 p.m. nobody was awake and we had to ring few times. we got finally breakfast at 7.30 brrr… and we were late. taxi was already there… and we just make our bread ready and rushed away. the taxi driver was fast as hell. he even passed the police although he winked us out 🙂 we were in a hurry… we finally arrived at the bus station at 7.58 and we could easely get a baggage ticket.
The journey from Agadir to Marrakesh was long… but at least we were almost in the front row and a lot of tourists around. looooooooooooong looong way and when we arrived we were so hungry that we just went to KFC! namnam.

In Marrakesh it was raining… whole day. furthermore we had a fucking heavy valise to take care of… and a backpack! the lady in the information office said it is not far to the market. haha… what a joke.. we were walking and walking in the rain and the heavy thing. the market was nice though… i think it is actually a MUST SEE when you are in morocco isn it? however, we didnt buy anything because we were just not in the mood and there was almost everything which we have already seend in Agadir at the market. so we took a taxi back to the airport and had a tea and a pain au chocolat there. waiting for our plane and I just found out that my sisha glass has been broken. how unlucky,… if I had recognised that a bit earlier we could have bought another one in marrakesh at the market. anyway.. it was too late and at the duty free shops there was just another one with a price flag 60 euro. wholy shit. no way.
we met daniel at the airport, the guy we met the first day. he was travelling around morocco and he told us about his holidays. so we were inside at the gate and on our plane it was written that it is delayed. okay whatever.. things can happen. so we kill the time with rambling around and buying some chocolats at the duty free store. we were hungry again and the sandwhich was not that big. it turned out to be a delay of almost 2 hours. well done.. so we were on the plane and the pilot told us they have to make a stopover in Malaga because a women had a heart- attack but they could save the life. sounds cute so we could forgive easyjet. anyway only a 150 chf flight.
there is nothing to complain about. another comment from the pilot… it s gonna be very late in basel.. and they will close the airport at 0.30 and we will be around then there. otherwise they have to land somewhere else. zurich or frankfurt… hoping and wishing we were tired and sick of waiting. not patient anyway. but we really wanted to go home now. it was a long day.
luckily we were able to land and my mum picked us up. as soon as we got home we made rösti and spaghetti. it was terrific.

and we went to sleep. a looong warm nice sleep.
there are also nice things beeing at home again.